26. Riding Shotgun With The Angels |
LyricsRiding Shotgun With The AngelsMy 18-wheeler is a cussing & a smoking Logging miles from Memphis to Hoboken This lonely cab is closing in Since my Chelsea's death, I find it hard to live again 14 happy years Chelsea rode up front with me Singing country songs from L.A. to Tennessee Harmonizing vocals with the radio all the day She filled my life with such joy it took my breath away Chorus: When she sings she takes my soul to heaven Chelsea's earned her wings in the celestial jamboree I can feel her presence sitting right here by my side Riding shotgun with the angels and me Dangling from the rearview hangs a picture of my wife Chelsea passed on Easter when Cancer took her life We'd go (to) the Grand Ole Opry every chance that we could get She lived her life the fullest and I have no regrets Now Chelsea lives in heaven with the stars from long ago I hear her singing next to me along with my radio It soothes my soul to know she's found peace in afterlife Hob knobbing with the country stars till wee hours of the night CHORUS: BRIDGE: Chelsea sends me messages that comfort and console Remind me of the fun we had that lives within my soul Chorus When she sings she takes my soul to heaven Chelsea's earned her wings in the celestial jamboree I can feel her presence sitting right here by my side Riding shotgun with the angels and me Riding shotgun with the angels and me |
| Song Length: 3:00 |
| Primary Genre: Country-Rock |
| Secondary Genre: - |